That's it, today is my last Sunday of freedom.
It wouldn't be so bad if my schedules were a little bit more normal.
As I work part time as a ramp operator in the airport (those sexy ass workers with a yellow vest you see in arrival and departure of the airplane), my schedules are crazy. One day from 5am to 1pm, the next one from 3:35pm to 21:30om and the other one from 5am to 7am (yes, two hours).
There is only one person responsible for creating the timetables, and I think that is too much power given to a single individual. I imagine that man as a little dwarf with red horns, smiling Machiavellianly in his little cave as he types in his computer the schedules of his victims😈
Something like this more or less. I generated the image with stable diffusion
Tomorrow I come back to work, and what my schedule looks like?
That's it. Not only do I start work at 5, but I also have a split shift of 2 and a half hours during which I'll be sitting, staring at a wall, while I enjoy a huge ham sandwich.
I'm a little bit worried cause these past 2 weeks, I've been going to sleep at around 3am, and tomorrow I have to be ready at 4:30am (my job is a 10-minute ride from home). I suppose you see the problem there.
I don't like coffee, well, I don't like anything that has a bitter flavour, but today I think I'm gonna need it cause I'm not gonna sleep. I bought a 55% black chocolate in hopes that it tastes good, and it doesn't, thank you.
I don't really get it, it has 38grams of sugar per 100grams of chocolate. Shit my pants
Tonight I'm gonna eat this whole fella and pray the gods it has enough caffeine and theobromine to keep my awake, and then I'll pray again to get the energy to stay awake till 3pm at least.
It's gonna be funny